swer. So they stood by dozens all along our road,
passed us in review, laughed mockingly at us, or from
time to time dropped us a mischievous courtesy and
handed us an apple. We thought at first that they
were girls from the towns, or, at least, from class number
two, standing by the roadside; but, lo and behold!
they were the daughters of poor peasants, whom you
could recognize as poor peasants by their clothing.
“But in spite of all the fine things I have said of the fair sex here, I must confess, to the honor of my dear countrywomen, that the soft, languishing, and tender manners, which often give the latter such an amiable charm, are seldom to be found in the beauties of this country; and that, consequently, the bliss that comes from them may be very rare here. Here you see perfectly beautiful nymphs, but seldom a true grace. And if you look for the estimable qualities which should be joined to natural beauty—but where am I going? It is high time to stop writing about girls.”
The officer goes on with his social observations. It seems that all over America the men are entirely subject to the women. The latter use their authority in Canada for the good of the men, but in New England to their ruin. The women are extravagant. How they manage to tax the men so heavily is a mystery to our good German, seeing that they do not bite, nor scratch, nor go into fainting fits. There is hope in all this for the British crown. The women are now wearing their Sunday finery on week-days. When it wears out peace will have to be made with Great Britain in order to get a new supply.
Next we come to the negroes. These are to be
